Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Lin Yao hovered in mid-air, his soul power surging around him.

On the left, the Star Giant was covered in dazzling starlight, every inch of its skin seemingly forged from concentrated star essence. In its hand, a ten-foot-long star-shaped sword gleamed with a cold, chilling light, the star patterns flowing across its blade flickering and radiating a chilling, oppressive aura. On the right, the Five Elements Giant was formed from the power of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Its body was as majestic as a mountain, five colors of light flashing alternately across its surface. When its fists were clenched, the air could be clearly seen being compressed and distorted. These two summoned gods, both possessing the combat power of a Super Douluo, were currently flanking Lin Yao and Chen Xin, facing Qian Daoliu from afar.

"What a powerful second martial soul." Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his long white hair fluttering in the wind. A hint of surprise flashed in his worldly-wise eyes. Although he had heard from Ling Yuan that Lin Yao was quite strong, he never expected that this young man could control the power of stars and the power of the five elements to such a level. He glanced at the two giants, his fingertips lightly rubbing his sleeves. His tone was calm but contained a sharp edge: "To be able to condense such a materialized power vessel, and both of them have reached the level of Super Douluo, you Soul Douluo, you have truly impressed me."

Qian Daoliu thought to himself that Lin Yao himself, along with the two summoned gods, already formed a lineup comparable to three Title Douluos joining forces. However, he didn't know that Lin Yao had already exhausted all his mental and soul power to maintain the two summoned gods, and at this moment, he barely had the strength to lift his hand, let alone participate in the battle himself. Even so, the combined power of the Star Giant and the Five Elements Giant was far beyond what three ordinary Title Douluos could achieve. It was the ultimate fusion of two top-tier elemental powers, enough to crush any enemy in its path.

On a hillside not far away, Qian Renxue, dressed in a magnificent white gown, the hem of which fluttered slightly in the wind, gazed at Lin Yao's figure on the battlefield. Her beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions as she murmured softly, "Is this Xiao Yao's current strength? The child who used to follow me around asking all sorts of questions has grown to a point where he surpasses me." Her proud Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was enough to crush ordinary Title Douluos in a one-on-one fight, but it didn't offer much of a chance against Super Douluo-level opponents, let alone a prodigy like Lin Yao who could simultaneously wield the power of two Super Douluos.

Beside him, She Long held a serpent spear, his gaze fixed on the battlefield, a sincere expression of admiration on his face: "Young Master's vision is truly exceptional. Throughout history, such a gifted individual is rare indeed. To spend so much time with someone like him, it's only natural to develop feelings of admiration. I finally understand Young Master's intentions." She Long was a level 92 Title Douluo, and had seen countless powerful figures in his life, but none had ever been able to wield such terrifying power with the strength of a Soul Douluo like Lin Yao.

Qian Daoliu's gaze slowly shifted to Ning Fengzhi. The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, suspended in front of Ning Fengzhi, emitted a soft yet resilient light, and six auxiliary amplifications were continuously being applied to Chen Xin and Lin Yao. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and he had already made his decision—on the battlefield, eliminating the support first meant controlling the victory. "Such strength, it seems I must take this more seriously." Before he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu's body suddenly transformed into a dazzling streak of light, moving at extreme speed, leaving a series of afterimages. Chen Xin and Lin Yao couldn't even catch a glimpse of his movement.

"Not good! His target is Feng Zhi!" Chen Xin's pupils shrank sharply, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand was instantly drawn, the blade emitting a sharp hum. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Qian Daoliu's figure rushed straight towards Ning Feng Zhi, golden light blades condensing at his fingertips. That was the original power of the Angel Martial Soul, carrying a holy yet deadly aura.

Ning Fengzhi remained calm, showing no sign of panic. He was prepared, and the instant the thousand streams of light flowed, he activated his soul power: "Eighth Soul Skill, Nine Treasures Divine Light Protection!" The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda shone brightly, and a crystal-clear glazed light screen instantly enveloped his entire body. Nine different colored halos flowed across the screen, layer upon layer, like a solid fortress. This soul skill was powerful enough to withstand six attacks from a Title Douluo's ninth soul skill, making it Ning Fengzhi's strongest defensive measure.

"Heh, a mere trick." Qian Daoliu sneered, raising his right hand. Golden soul power condensed into an ancient-looking holy sword, its blade engraved with intricate angelic patterns. It was his fifth soul skill—Angel Holy Sword. "Clang!" The holy sword struck the glass light barrier heavily, the ear-piercing metallic clang echoing through the valley. The originally indestructible divine light shield actually developed fine cracks under this blow, spreading out like a spider web.

Ning Fengzhi groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He involuntarily took several steps back, his face instantly paling. But the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand shone brightly, its amplification output remaining stable. His eyes revealed an unwavering determination: "Trying to break through the amplification of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Not so easy."

"Not bad defensive power." Qian Daoliu looked at the cracks on the light screen, his tone carrying a hint of praise, but more so contempt. "This is only my fifth soul skill, but its power is comparable to the ninth soul skill of an ordinary Title Douluo. It is already remarkable that you were able to block it, but—how many times can you block it?" As soon as he finished speaking, the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand condensed again, and the golden light was even more intense than before. The second sword, with the power to destroy the world, once again slashed towards Ning Fengzhi.

"Don't you dare harm my sect leader!" Chen Xin roared, his figure flashing as he blocked Ning Fengzhi's path. He unleashed the Seven Kill Sword, a deep blue sword aura whistling through the air. At the same time, the Star Giant reacted, raising his Star Greatsword high, slashing fiercely at Qian Daoliu with a blazing starlight. The blade's wind was so fierce that the air seemed to whistle. The Five Elements Giant clenched his fists, the power of the five elements condensing into a dazzling ball of light, which he then slammed out. A shockwave containing the power of the five elements rushed towards Qian Daoliu, leaving deep fissures in the ground where it passed.

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed, and he calmly dodged Chen Xin's sword energy. With a flick of his left hand, the Angelic Holy Sword transformed into a golden beam of light that shot into the sky, striking precisely the mountain peak slammed down by the Five Elements Giant. "Boom!" The beam of light instantly spread upwards from the base of the mountain, the energy containing divine power easily disintegrating the condensation of the Five Elements power. The entire mountain peak instantly turned into dust, dissipating into the air. This effortless display of power fully demonstrated the terrifying strength of a Limit Douluo.

Lin Yao stared at this scene, his heart filled with shock. He muttered to himself, "Shouldn't the Douluo World be a legendary fantasy sewer? Qian Daoliu can destroy mountains with a single strike. The weight of a mountain far exceeds that of the Trident of the Sea God. The so-called Limit Douluo can't even lift the trident, yet he can easily destroy mountains. This logic is truly bizarre." He forgot that he himself could now pierce through a mountain with a single sword strike, and Chen Xin had even leveled a mountain peak with a single sword strike. However, Qian Daoliu's attacks were energy-based, and his efficiency in destroying matter was far more thorough than that of purely physical attacks.

"Lin Yao, you are indeed very strong." Qian Daoliu slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Lin Yao. His tone was calm but full of absolute confidence. "But in front of me, whether you can summon one or two monsters like this, it will only take a little more effort." His figure slowly rose into the air, the golden soul power around him becoming more and more intense, and a sacred aura spreading out, making everyone present feel a little breathless.

The battle situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Gu Rong clenched his fists tightly, his bones cracking, but he could only guard the core area of ​​the sect and dare not leave easily—his duty was to protect the sect's disciples and he could not rashly join the battle. Dugu Bo and Yin Yang stood aside, their faces full of resentment. Although they were titled Douluo, they did not even have the right to intervene in the face of Qian Daoliu's absolute strength. They could only watch helplessly as the situation deteriorated, secretly hating their own lack of strength.

Lin Yao took a deep breath, forcing his exhausted body to transmit his voice to Chen Xin: "Master, we've played around enough. It's time to teach Senior Qian Daoliu a lesson." Although he seemed to be suppressed by Qian Daoliu and had no power to fight back, he had actually bought Chen Xin time to build up his strength. At this moment, Chen Xin's soul power had been raised to its peak, just waiting for an opportunity to explode.

Chen Xin nodded slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes. He held the Seven Kill Sword, its blade trembling slightly, as if it too yearned for battle. "That's right, it's time to get serious." From the start of the battle until now, he had been holding back, not unleashing his full strength. Now, having witnessed Qian Daoliu's terrifying power, he no longer held back. His soul power surged suddenly, and deep blue sword energy soared into the sky, forming a stark contrast with the golden holy light in the heavens.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Seven Kill True Body!" Chen Xin roared, his body suddenly growing larger, and the Seven Kill Sword also expanded, its blade covered with sharp patterns, radiating an indestructible aura. Then, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only pure sword intent remained: "My body is like the sword, man and sword become one!" This was his self-created soul skill, completely fusing himself with the Seven Kill Sword, maximizing the power of his swordsmanship.

The Seven Kill Domain instantly unfolded, its deep blue energy spreading outwards from Chen Xin's center. Wherever it passed, a thin layer of ice crystals covered the ground, and a bone-chilling cold filled the air. Chen Xin, wielding the Seven Kill Sword, flashed forward, unleashing a terrifying sword strike—his ultimate technique, the Punishment Lock Blade. This strike embodied all his sword comprehension, and with the ultimate support of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, its attack power was doubled, its might boundless.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed slightly. From this sword strike, he sensed an unprecedented deadly threat. He could clearly perceive that the power of this sword strike far exceeded that of an ordinary level 98 Douluo, and even reached more than five times the attack power of Golden Crocodile Douluo. Coupled with the enhancement of the ultimate technique comparable to the Great Sumeru Hammer, the power of this strike had already surpassed the scope of Limit Douluo. He truly deserved to be called the number one attack Douluo on the continent.

"Roar!" Two deafening roars rang out simultaneously as the Star Giant and the Five Elements Giant charged towards Qian Daoliu from the front and back. The Star Giant's Star Blade, imbued with starlight, slashed down fiercely, its blade gleaming as if it would split the sky in two—its ultimate technique, the Divine Martial Purgatory Slash. The Five Elements Giant, meanwhile, unleashed both fists, the power of the five elements condensing into a massive fist shadow, crashing down on Qian Daoliu with overwhelming force—the Overwhelming Mountain and Sea Fist. The two Super Douluo-level attacks descended simultaneously, forming an impenetrable net of attacks that completely blocked all of Qian Daoliu's escape routes.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were solemn, not daring to be careless in the slightest. His golden soul power surged wildly around him, condensing into a thick light barrier. Angel patterns were engraved on the light barrier, radiating a holy aura. This was the advanced form of the Angelic Light Barrier, his self-created soul skill—Angelic Light Barrier. Its defensive power far exceeded that of ordinary soul skills, enough to withstand a Super Douluo's full-force attack.

"Clang! Boom!" The Starry Sky Greatsword and the Five Elements Fist Shadow simultaneously struck the Angelic Light Barrier. The violent collision generated a terrifying energy shockwave that spread outwards, lifting the ground several feet and sending debris flying everywhere. Chen Xin seized this momentary opening, his figure flashing as the Seven Kill Sword, imbued with an invincible sword intent, pierced straight towards Qian Daoliu's heart. The sword speed was extreme, leaving behind a deep blue afterimage.

Qian Daoliu's pupils constricted sharply. He hadn't expected Chen Xin's attack to be so swift. The Angelic Light Barrier had already cracked under the combined assault of the two giants and was no longer able to withstand this fatal sword strike. "Seventh Soul Skill, Angelic True Form!" Left with no other choice, Qian Daoliu could only activate his Martial Soul True Form. A gigantic angelic phantom slowly materialized behind him, its six enormous wings unfurling, radiating dazzling golden light. A sacred aura permeated the air, suppressing the surrounding energy fluctuations. At the same time, the Angelic Domain also unfolded, its golden domain energy colliding with Chen Xin's Seven Kill Domain, eroding and neutralizing each other.

The activation of his Angelic Form caused Qian Daoliu's combat power to surge several times over. He stretched out his enormous palm, ignoring the sharpness of the Seven Kill Sword, and grabbed directly at the blade. "Clang!" The palm collided with the sword, producing a piercing metallic sound. Relying on the absolute power granted by his Angelic Form, Qian Daoliu actually managed to push the Seven Kill Sword backward. Seeing this, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief. In his Angelic Form state, Qian Daoliu was practically invincible; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seemed to have no chance of winning.

But Lin Yao's lips curled into a slight smile, a sly glint in his eyes—this was the moment he had been waiting for. His soul power suddenly shifted, the Star Sword instantly replacing his original martial soul form. The black blade glowed with an eerie red light, radiating an evil yet powerful aura. Simultaneously, with a thought, the Star Giant and the Five Elements Giant vanished instantly, recovering all remaining soul power and minimizing his own consumption.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Star Sword True Form! Third Soul Skill, Wind and Water Flow!" Lin Yao roared, unleashing the Star Sword True Form. A massive phantom of a star sword materialized behind him, its black sword energy soaring into the sky, a stark contrast to Qian Daoliu's Angelic Holy Light. Immediately afterward, the Wind and Water Flow Soul Skill activated, black energy spreading outward from Lin Yao, causing all soul power fluctuations to become chaotic in its path. "Demon Suppression Domain, open!" The Demon Suppression Domain instantly unfolded, its black domain energy suppressing the Angelic Domain and continuously eroding Qian Daoliu's soul power.

After the Star Sword regained its divine-level martial soul, the Feng Shui Flowing Soul Skill was greatly enhanced. In the Star Sword's true form, this soul skill was enough to neutralize all states below the divine level, including the martial soul's true form. Qian Daoliu felt his soul power suddenly become chaotic, the power brought by the angel's true form instantly dissipated, the huge angel phantom turned into specks of golden light, and the angel domain was also firmly suppressed by the Demon Suppression Domain, making it impossible to operate. "What?" Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had never seen such a bizarre soul skill that could directly disintegrate a martial soul's true form.

In the instant his strength diminished, Qian Daoliu was caught off guard. Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword had already pierced his chest, and the deep blue sword energy surged into his body along the blade, frantically destroying his internal organs. "Grandpa!" Qian Renxue's face turned deathly pale, and she let out a mournful cry, wanting to rush forward to help, but she was held back tightly by She Long.

"Young Master, don't panic!" She Long gripped Qian Renxue's arm tightly, his tone grave. "The Grand Elder is invincible; he'll be fine! If you go up now, you won't be able to save the Grand Elder; instead, you'll be in danger. Your strength is insufficient to participate in such a battle." She Long knew that although Qian Renxue's strength was slightly better than his, she was no match for Lin Yao and Chen Xin. Going forward now would undoubtedly be courting death.

Chen Xin slowly sheathed the Seven Kill Sword, transforming back into human form. His gaze remained fixed on Qian Daoliu, his vigilance unwavering. He knew that his opponent was a Limit Douluo, and even if he were pierced through the chest, he might not immediately perish. He had to remain on guard to prevent a counterattack.

As expected, although blood was still flowing from Qian Daoliu's chest and seeping from the corners of his mouth, his aura did not weaken; on the contrary, it seemed to be rising. He slowly raised his head, a ferocious smile flashing in his eyes. His ninth spirit ring suddenly lit up, the golden ring radiating terrifying energy fluctuations—for a Limit Douluo, the first few spirit skills could be activated without using spirit rings, but the seventh, eighth, and ninth spirit skills, his trump cards, required the power of spirit rings, unless one reached the god-level realm.

"Heh, neither Tang Chen nor Poseidon could have hurt me this badly back then." Qian Daoliu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his gaze sweeping over Chen Xin and Lin Yao, his tone carrying seven parts anger and three parts joy. "Well done, Chen Xin, well done, Lin Yao. The fact that you two, master and disciple, have such strength when you join forces has given this old man a little comfort in his many years of loneliness." He had dominated the continent for nearly a hundred years, Tang Chen had disappeared, and Poseidon had gone into seclusion on Seagod Island. No one could match him anymore. This exhilarating battle made him feel a long-lost excitement.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angelic Descent!" Qian Daoliu roared, his ninth soul ring blazing brightly. A massive spatial passage suddenly appeared in the sky, the other end radiating a chilling divine pressure—the aura of the divine realm. Lin Yao looked up at the spatial passage, his eyes filled with shock, muttering, "Could it be the divine realm?"

"That's right." Qian Daoliu's lips curled into a cold smile as he looked at Lin Yao with disdain. "It seems you've already begun your divine trial, which is why you can sense the aura of the divine realm. My ninth soul skill can connect to the Angel Temple in the divine realm, borrowing the power of the gods to amplify far beyond the Martial Soul True Body. Your Feng Shui Flow can't break this move!" At this moment, his divinity had overwhelmed his humanity, and his eyes held an arrogant condescension, as if he regarded Lin Yao and the others as ants.

Qian Renxue gazed at the spatial passage in the sky, a complex expression on her face. She murmured, "Grandpa... he's finally used this move." She didn't like Qian Daoliu in this state. He was no longer the kind and amiable grandfather, but a high and mighty god who regarded all living beings as worthless. Qian Daoliu had once told her that Tang Chen and Poseidon had faced him in this state. Tang Chen forcibly broke through the divine power with the power of the Exploding Ring and the Great Sumeru Hammer, while Poseidon used the power of the Sea God to resist him. Without near-divine power, one simply had no right to confront him.

"Chen Xin, your attack just now was quite good." Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on Chen Xin, his tone calm yet tinged with cruelty. "As a reward, I will spare your life until the very end. Now, I will let you witness your sect members die one by one before your eyes." He extended his right hand, golden divine power condensing in his palm, forming a dazzling ball of light. Within this ball of light lay world-destroying energy. "Angel's Judgment!"

A terrifying golden light shot out from Qian Daoliu's palm, hurtling towards the core area of ​​the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The power of this attack was enough to destroy the entire Seven Treasure Mountain; everyone present except Chen Xin would be doomed. Chen Xin's expression changed drastically. He tried to rush forward to stop it, but Qian Daoliu casually waved his hand, and golden divine power formed a barrier, forcing him back several steps, preventing him from getting close. What Qian Daoliu wanted was for Chen Xin to watch helplessly as the person he was protecting died, enduring endless suffering.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Bone Transformation Dragon!" Gu Rong rushed forward without hesitation, standing in front of Ning Fengzhi and Lin Yao. His soul power surged, his bones cracking, and a huge phantom of a divine dragon condensed behind him, radiating a powerful defensive aura. As the strongest defensive Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was prepared to sacrifice himself.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Azure Serpent Emperor True Form!" Dugu Bo roared, unleashing his Martial Soul True Form. A gigantic Azure Serpent Emperor phantom appeared, its body shrouded in poisonous mist, charging towards the golden light. "Seventh Soul Skill, Thunder Eagle True Form!" Yin Yang also activated his Martial Soul True Form. A Thunder Eagle phantom spread its wings and soared high, swooping down with the power of thunder. "Seventh Soul Skill, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus True Form!" A powerful member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, hidden within a sect, stepped forward. A gigantic dragon shadow roared as it charged towards the golden light.

The four Title Douluos attacked simultaneously, combining their respective powers to forcefully alter the trajectory of the Angelic Judgment, directing it towards the sky. "Boom!" Golden light exploded high in the sky, generating a terrifying energy shockwave. The four Title Douluos were simultaneously blasted away, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, clearly seriously injured. However, they ultimately withstood this fatal blow, protecting the core area of ​​the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Qian Daoliu looked at this scene with dissatisfaction on his face, his brows furrowed and his tone icy: "Even ants try to survive, you do have some backbone, but this kind of resistance is futile." He was already somewhat impatient and wanted to make another move to completely destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Just then, a terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from Chen Xin's body, not simply rising, but surging out like a volcanic eruption. Deep blue sword energy soared into the sky, forming a massive sword-shaped barrier that began to spread from Chen Xin's feet, rapidly covering the entire Seven Treasures Mountain. Lin Yao sensed this sword intent, his expression changing drastically. He exclaimed, "This technique is Disintegration? Where did Master learn it? No, I must stop him!" He knew the price of Disintegration; once used, regardless of victory or defeat, the user would pay with their life.

"Don't worry, Xiao Yao." Ning Fengzhi's voice came as he poured all the remaining soul power in his body into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The ninth soul ring suddenly lit up, "Ninth Soul Skill, Undying Body!" A soft golden light shot out from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, enveloping Chen Xin. Lin Yao suddenly realized why Chen Xin dared to use the Disintegration technique so decisively. With the blessing of the Undying Body, as long as he defeated Qian Daoliu within the skill's duration, Chen Xin would be safe and sound.

In his state of physical disintegration, Chen Xin's power was amplified like never before, far surpassing Qian Daoliu's Angelic Descent. This power, gained by burning his life force, could only be used once in his lifetime. At this moment, he had already reached the demigod realm, only one step away from godhood. More importantly, this power originated from within himself, rather than relying on external forces, and his control over this power far exceeded that of Qian Daoliu.

"Such formidable power." Qian Daoliu sensed the sword intent emanating from Chen Xin, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "Sword Dao Chen Xin, without realizing it, you have already reached such a realm. However, this Seven Treasures Mountain is already on the verge of collapse after our successive battles. Are you not afraid of destroying your own sect with your full-force attack?"

Chen Xin's gaze was resolute, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembling slightly, his tone firm and powerful: "The sword is the blade of the heart; it can be used to kill, or to protect. Killing and protecting are but a thought away!" He had already made his decision. This sword strike was solely for protection. He was confident that he would only kill Qian Daoliu, without harming any sect disciples or his family. This was his lifelong understanding of the sword, and also his inheritance from Uncle Xie—the sword is not only a weapon for killing, but also a protective barrier.

"What a brilliant move, killing or protecting, all in a single thought!" A hint of approval flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, then his face darkened. "In that case, I will use my strongest move to send you on your way! Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Judgment!" His ninth soul ring lit up again. This was the second soul skill granted by his 100,000-year soul ring, containing world-destroying power. It was the power of the angel god's judgment, enough to kill any powerful enemy.

"With the next sword strike, I will surely defeat you and make up for my father's regret!" Chen Xin roared, his sword intent surging, and the Seven Kill Sword emitted a dazzling blue light. "Ninth Soul Skill, God and Demon Slash!" This was the pinnacle of his life's swordsmanship. One sword strike could slay a god, and another could slay a demon. No matter whether the opponent was a god or a demon, he could break through them with a single sword strike.

On the rooftop balcony of the Pope's Chamber in the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, dressed in a black papal robe and holding a scepter, gazed solemnly towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, her brows furrowed. "That direction... is that Seven Treasure Mountain? Two powers, infinitely close to gods, are both above me." She could clearly sense that one of the powers belonged to Qian Daoliu, while the other was completely unfamiliar. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was hiding such a terrifying figure, making her secretly wary. She had underestimated the heroes of the world in the past.

Bibi Dong turned and entered the room, opening a hidden door in the wall and entering a secret passage leading underground. At the end of the passage lay the Rakshasa Realm. She needed to cultivate as quickly as possible and become a god to ensure she had sufficient power to suppress the continent and control everything.

Within the Rakshasa Secret Realm, a ghostly black figure stood silently. He was formless and invisible, his shape and appearance indistinct, unlike any ghostly martial spirit; he was a true ethereal being. "I underestimated Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin," the black figure's voice was hoarse and low, tinged with anger. "First, they repelled the Soul Hunting Operation, sabotaged the Avalanche's covert forces, and now they can even rival the Grand Elder. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's strength far exceeds my expectations. It seems I must find another way."

Hearing footsteps coming from the secret passage, the dark figure flashed and vanished without a trace. Bibi Dong entered the secret realm, looked around, but found nothing unusual, completely unaware that another force was hidden within this Rakshasa Secret Realm. Just as Ning Fengzhi had guessed, besides Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, there was a third force within the Spirit Hall, and they had been secretly making their moves.

The sky above Qibao Mountain had changed dramatically. Golden, sacred light and deep blue, indestructible sword energy clashed violently in the high sky. The two demigod-level powers intertwined and eroded each other, generating terrifying aftershocks. All the mountains, rivers, and vegetation swept by the aftershocks were reduced to nothingness, except for the core area of ​​the Qibao Glazed Tile School, which remained unscathed. This was Chen Xin's current sword path, driven by a desire to protect. Even with overwhelming divine power, he could not harm those he wished to protect in the slightest.

Lin Yao hovered in mid-air, using all his remaining soul power to maintain the feng shui circulation formation. He knew that the two sides were evenly matched at this moment. Once Qian Daoliu activated his Martial Soul True Body again, Chen Xin, with only level 98 soul power, even with the blessing of immortality, might not be able to gain the upper hand. Although the Seven Kill Sword was a top-tier Martial Soul, it was still ultimately inferior to the god-level Six-Winged Angel.

"Heh, Chen Xin, you say you want to make up for your father's regret back then?" Qian Daoliu's voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying a hint of mockery. "Your strength has indeed surpassed your father's, but in terms of swordsmanship, you are far inferior. When Chen Jianjun fought me back then, although he was utterly defeated, he was upright and honest, giving his all and fighting fair and square."

His gaze swept over everyone present, his tone growing increasingly sharp: "And you, with the help of your disciple and Ning Fengzhi's assistance, restricted my Martial Soul True Body and activated your Life-Burning Technique, barely managing to be evenly matched with me. I have seen your resolve, but your sword heart is no longer pure! Can you still be called a swordsman?"

Qian Daoliu's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Chen Xin's heart. His greatest wish in life was to defeat Qian Daoliu fairly and squarely with his own swordsmanship, thus making up for his father's regret. But now, he was indeed only able to contend with Qian Daoliu with a "cheat code"-like enhancement. Even if he ultimately won, it would be an unfair victory, violating the dignity of a swordsman.

The moment Jian Xin wavered, Chen Xin's sword intent suddenly weakened, and the pressure of the Divine and Demonic Slash was slowly pushed back by Qian Daoliu. The deep blue sword energy began to shrink, while the golden light pressed closer step by step. Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fell silent, forced to admit that Chen Xin's victory at this moment was indeed not glorious.

"That's not true!" Just then, a clear female voice rang out. Ning Rongrong broke free from Ning Fengzhi's hand, rushed to the front of the battlefield, and shouted loudly to Chen Xin, "Grandpa Sword, you've always been the person I admire most! If Dad and Brother Yao are the ones who cared for me as I grew up, then Grandpa Sword is my guardian god! From childhood to adulthood, there's never been a place where I felt safer than your back. I know that to protect us, your sword will never lose to anyone!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with determination and trust, tears welling up but never falling. Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the battlefield, deeply imprinted on Chen Xin's heart. Chen Xin turned around and saw Ning Rongrong's trusting face, the encouraging looks from Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, and the worry and expectation in Lin Yao's eyes. The confusion in his heart instantly vanished.

"Qian Daoliu, you're right, my sword heart is indeed no longer pure." Chen Xin spoke slowly, his tone firm and composed. "But I have found something more important than the dignity of a swordsman. My sword is not a heartless path that sees nothing but the sword, but a compassionate sword that carries burdens, cutting a path to the future for family and friends! Today, I will undoubtedly win!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the power within Chen Xin surged dramatically, and the appearance of the Seven Kill Sword began to change, with golden stripes appearing on its blade. This was a martial soul evolution triggered by demigod-level power; the Seven Kill Sword was transforming towards a higher level. The sword continued to grow larger, eventually transforming into a colossal sword that blotted out the sky, its deep blue sword aura interspersed with golden patterns, radiating an aura of invincibility.

"Qian Daoliu, I accept your soul!" Chen Xin roared, unleashing the power of his Divine and Demonic Slashes beyond its limits. Deep blue sword energy tore through the sky, slashing towards Qian Daoliu with earth-shattering force. The sword intent reached the heavens, cleaving through ten thousand miles of clouds; the sword energy swept across the world, stirring up waves across the four seas! This sword strike contained Chen Xin's unwavering devotion to protection, his profound understanding of the sword path—gods would be slain, demons would be slain!

The golden light was utterly powerless against the sword energy, instantly torn to shreds. Qian Daoliu's body was struck hard by the sword energy, letting out a muffled groan as he plummeted from the sky. A long while later, the energy fluctuations in the sky gradually dissipated, and everyone heard a "thump," followed by Qian Renxue's heart-wrenching cry: "Grandpa!!"

The loser has been revealed. Qian Daoliu, the Limit Douluo who had dominated the continent for nearly a century, ultimately fell to Chen Xin's sword. Qian Daoliu crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. A deep, bone-revealing sword wound on his chest continued to bleed. His internal organs were severely injured by the sword energy, and his soul power was completely exhausted. His defeat was without any suspense.

"We won! Master won!" Lin Yao could no longer contain his excitement and cheered loudly, his eyes filled with tears of joy. This victory was of extraordinary significance; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would henceforth enjoy long-term peace and would no longer be threatened by the Spirit Hall.

A long-lost smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face. Since becoming the sect leader, Qian Daoliu had always been his greatest fear. This mountain that had weighed heavily on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had finally been cleaved in two by Chen Xin's sword. He no longer needed to be constantly on guard against the Spirit Hall's attacks, and the sect could finally develop in peace.

Chen Xin slowly dispelled his disintegration state, and Ning Fengzhi also withdrew his immortality and other support soul skills. The overall situation was settled; Qian Renxue and She Long couldn't cause any real trouble, and the crisis was over. However, after all the support skills were withdrawn, everyone was surprised to find that the aura emanating from Chen Xin was even stronger than before when he had support skills, especially his soul power, which was rising rapidly like boiling water, and the aura of his breakthrough was becoming increasingly strong.

Chen Xin slowly opened his eyes, his sword-like gaze flashing with a sharp light. He looked at Qian Daoliu, his tone calm yet tinged with respect: "I have won this battle. Thank you, senior, for your guidance, allowing me to cross that final step. I am now a level 99 Limit Douluo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin!"

"That old swordsman actually had an epiphany by defeating Qian Daoliu and broke through to level 99!" Gu Rong was both jealous and happy, his tone full of emotion. He was genuinely happy for his best friend's breakthrough, but he couldn't help but feel envious, as the gap between the two seemed to be widening.

Qian Daoliu struggled to stand up, but his body was too weak. He could only smile bitterly and say, "We are both Limit Douluo, but with your help from your Spirit Soul True Body, Life-Burning Technique, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, my defeat is not unjust. Take this life and avenge your father." His tone still carried a hint of mockery. Even though Chen Xin had broken through, there was still an absolute gap between him and Chen Xin in terms of spirit rings, spirit bones, and martial spirit quality. Without these external forces, Chen Xin might not have been his match.

"Angelic True Form!" Qian Renxue suddenly activated her Martial Soul True Form, her six wings unfurling as she charged towards Chen Xin with golden light, her eyes filled with determination. Qian Daoliu was her most beloved relative, far surpassing the Spirit Hall and Lin Yao; she could never stand by and watch her grandfather be killed.

Chen Xin glanced at her, slightly raising the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. With his current strength, he could cleave Qian Renxue in two with a single strike. Just then, Lin Yao suddenly attacked: "First Soul Skill, Frost Condensation!" A thick ice wall instantly appeared between Qian Renxue and Chen Xin, blocking Qian Renxue's path. At the same time, Lin Yao flashed forward, wielding the Star Sword to block Qian Renxue's path. Although he was greatly exhausted and his strength was inferior to Qian Renxue's, he could still barely hold her off for a moment with the Star Sword's defense and his own combat experience.

"Xiao Yao, get out of the way!" Qian Renxue shouted angrily, her eyes bloodshot. "I have to save my grandfather, or I won't show you any mercy!" The lightsaber in her hand gleamed with golden light as she slashed fiercely at Lin Yao.

"Calm down!" Lin Yao parried with his Star Sword, his tone urgent. "My master didn't intend to kill your grandfather!" He could clearly sense that Chen Xin no longer had any killing intent; instead, he felt a sense of mutual respect.

Chen Xin walked up to Qian Daoliu, extended his right hand, and slowly channeled a stream of pure soul power into Qian Daoliu's body, helping him stabilize his injuries and repair his damaged meridians. At the same time, he spared a sliver of soul power to provide Qian Daoliu with a bit of support. Relying on this sliver of soul power and the powerful regenerative ability of the Angelic Martial Soul, Qian Daoliu finally managed to stand up.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue gradually calmed down and hurriedly stepped forward to help Qian Daoliu up. She Long, holding a snake spear, watched Chen Xin and the others warily, fearing that they might suddenly attack.

"Chen Xin, what do you mean by this?" Qian Daoliu frowned, his tone full of confusion. "You want to capture me alive like you captured the Golden Crocodile? I will never accept such an insult. You should kill me and avenge your father!" He looked at Lin Yao, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes. "Lin Yao, thank you for stopping Xue'er just now. For the sake of your past friendship with Xue'er, I hope you will spare her life today. Otherwise, although I have lost, I can still make your entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School pay the price!"

A resolute glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes: "The Angel's Last Will, this is my final killing move, detonating all the divine power bestowed upon me by the Angel God. The instantaneous explosion would be enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. I am unwilling to use this move; once detonated, Qibaoshan Town and Tiandou City will be reduced to scorched earth. As the representative of the angels, I do not wish to commit such atrocities, especially since Xue'er is also here. But if you insist on exterminating Xue'er, then I have no choice but to perish with her!"

Chen Xin slowly shook his head, his tone calm: "Qian Daoliu, I have no intention of killing any of you. My father did not actually hate you. He spent his whole life pursuing the pinnacle of Soul Master, and to be able to fight you fair and square, even if he was defeated, would still have achieved his goal. He passed away with a smile on his face."

He raised the Seven Kill Sword, his gaze resolute: "You're right. If I want to avenge my father, I must defeat you with my own swordsmanship, without relying on any external force, to comfort his spirit in heaven. Today's battle was solely to protect my family, and now I have achieved that. In the future, we will surely fight again, not for revenge, but for my sword!"

"I, Chen Xin, swear by my lifelong swordsmanship that I will reclaim the dignity of a swordsman, defeat you, Qian Daoliu, without relying on external forces, and rebuild my sword heart with my own swordsmanship!" Chen Xin's oath was powerful and resounding. Although it was not a martial spirit oath, it carried an incomparably firm will.

The moment the oath was uttered, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky, rendering even Limit Douluo like Chen Xin and Qian Daoliu unable to move. A golden light descended from the sky, directly enveloping Chen Xin and taking him into a mysterious space.

"This is the aura of a god!" Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with shock. Having dealt with angel gods for many years, he could clearly feel the infinite divine power contained in this light. Although it was slightly inferior to that of angel gods, it was far superior to that of ordinary gods.

Chen Xin found himself in a chaotic space. Before him stood a man dressed in blue robes, with long black hair flowing down his shoulders. In his hand, he held a silver-white longsword, the blade of which was coiled with the phantom of a dragon. Five rings of light surrounded the man. Chen Xin had learned from Lin Yao that nine rings signified a God-King, seven rings a First-Level God, and five rings the mark of a Second-Level God—this man before him was actually a Second-Level God from the God Realm.

The man pointed his longsword at Chen Xin, his tone calm yet carrying supreme authority: "This sword is called, 'Absolute Destruction'."

"Absolutely peerless!" Chen Xin's eyes were filled with shock. "I once heard from my father that tin is found when mountains break open and copper is found when water dries up—these are wondrous tales; lightning strikes iron and the rain god pours down water—these are wondrous sights; a dragon holds up a furnace, and human strength is exhausted—this is the emergence of the peerless sword. This sword appeared in ancient times, and its owner used the way of the sword to break through the Heavenly Gate of the Divine Realm, creating his own divine position and breaking through to the hundredth level. Could it be that you, senior, are that sword cultivator?"

"It is indeed I." The man nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "I am a deity under the God-King, the God of Swords. I have devoted my life to the Way of the Sword, and my divine power has only reached the standard of a second-level god. Yet, even a powerful first-level god like the Sea God would not dare to directly withstand my sword strike. The true Way of the Sword is so powerful that it can cause the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack; it is divinely understood and resides in the heart!"

Among the second-level deities, the Sword God, the War God, and the Phoenix God are all special beings. Although their divine power is not as great as that of the first-level gods, their combat strength is by no means inferior. The Sword God, in particular, has the strongest attack power among those under the God King.

"Is divine enlightenment found in the mind?" Chen Xin closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. The Sword God's words were like a beacon, illuminating his path of swordsmanship and giving him a deeper understanding of it.

The Sword God nodded in satisfaction: "Breaking through to level 99 with swordsmanship and reaching the peak of human Soul Masters is the basic requirement for receiving my Sword God's inheritance. For thousands of years, no one has been able to do it. The last one I paid attention to was your father, Chen Jianjun, but unfortunately, he stopped at level 97 in his lifetime."

He looked at Chen Xin, his tone solemn: "Chen Xin, your talent is comparable to your father's, yet you have far greater opportunities. Now answer me, are you willing to accept my test and inherit my divine position?"

Chen Xin smiled slightly, raised the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, and gently touched the Sword God's Peerless Sword with the tip of the sword: "I accept the Sword God's test. As a god under the God King, once I become a god, I can continue to clear obstacles for my disciple and protect those I want to protect." His way of the sword is always the way of affection, and inheriting the divine position is also for the purpose of better protecting.

The exchange within the mysterious space lasted only a few minutes, but only three seconds passed outside. When Chen Xin opened his eyes, a sword mark had appeared on his forehead, quite similar to Lin Yao's divine test mark.

"Chen Xin, you could it be..." Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with disbelief. As the High Priest of the Angel God, he knew better than anyone what this mark meant—it was the symbol of divine succession.

"Just as you suspected, I have accepted the divine qualification test." Chen Xin did not hide anything; the extraordinary phenomenon just now had been witnessed by everyone, and there was no way to conceal it. He knew in his heart that the Sword God test had only one test, which was the vow he had just made—to defeat Qian Daoliu at his peak with pure swordsmanship without relying on external forces, with a time limit before Qian Daoliu sacrificed himself for the Angel God's inheritance. If he could not complete it, the test would be considered a failure. Of course, he would not tell Qian Daoliu this, otherwise, if the other party accelerated the Angel God's inheritance, it would be extremely detrimental to his test.

"Grandpa Sword, you're amazing!" Ning Rongrong excitedly ran to Chen Xin's side, shaking his arm with admiration on her face. It was because of her shouts that Chen Xin was able to have an epiphany, break through his limits, and obtain the divine inheritance, which made her feel extremely proud.

Chen Xin lovingly stroked Ning Rongrong's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness. Lin Yao and Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and congratulated her, "Master, congratulations!" "Uncle Jian, congratulations!" Gu Rong sighed with envy, "Old Swordsman, it seems I'll never catch up to you in this lifetime."

Lin Yao was overjoyed. He had always worried that he wouldn't be able to bring all his relatives and friends to the God Realm after becoming a god. Now that Chen Xin had obtained the divine inheritance, it undoubtedly solved a major problem. He sincerely hoped that Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and the others could also have such an opportunity, so that they could ascend to the God Realm together in the future and never be separated.

"Hmph, congratulations, Sword Dao Chenxin." Qian Daoliu's tone carried a hint of jealousy. Although he was a Limit Douluo, he had lost the possibility of becoming a god forever because of his identity as the Grand Elder of the Angel God. If he had the potential to become a god, he would have definitely competed with Tang Chen for Poseidon back then.

"Senior Qian Daoliu, now that the outcome is decided, I'm sure you can calm down and discuss terms with us." Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, his tone respectful. Even as the victor, he still showed Qian Daoliu ample respect.

Qian Daoliu knew that Chen Xin's decision not to kill him despite his victory must be for some reason. He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Speak, what do you want? There are few things in this world that I, Qian Daoliu, cannot obtain. As long as you release the Second and Seventh Elders, everything is negotiable." Jin E and Jiang Mo had just arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School when they were defeated by Chen Xin and Lin Yao without suffering any real harm. Their hatred was not deep, and as long as the conditions were right, letting them go would not be a problem.

"Alright, two conditions, in exchange for two more enshrined figures." Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "The first condition is that you swear in the name of the Angel God that from now on, the Hall of Enshrined Figures shall never again take the initiative to attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Without hesitation, Qian Daoliu raised his right hand and swore an oath in the name of the Angel God. To him, with Chen Xin's breakthrough, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was already capable of protecting itself; sending more people would only increase casualties, so it was better to do him a favor. Moreover, he only wanted to take Qian Renxue back as soon as possible to participate in the Angel God Trial and improve her strength so that she could contend with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, he was puzzled. If this was the only condition, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could have simply killed him and the Golden Crocodile. Without them, the Hall of Offerings would no longer pose a significant threat to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi noticed his confusion and slowly explained the reason—the four-winged fallen demon that appeared a few days ago.

"The Fallen Demon?" Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically. He roared and his golden soul power erupted instantly. "Ning Fengzhi, are you saying that the Spirit Hall is hiding the Fallen Demon?" The Fallen Demon was the mortal enemy of the Angel lineage. How dare it hide under his nose and cause trouble? This made him furious.

In an instant, Qian Daoliu understood Ning Fengzhi's intention. No matter how powerful the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was, it couldn't interfere in the internal affairs of the Spirit Hall. The hidden third-party force was clearly an enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Ning Fengzhi didn't kill him because he wanted to use his power to eliminate the Fallen Demon forces within the Spirit Hall. The enemy of my enemy is my friend; as long as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was no longer an enemy of the Hall of Offerings, he would naturally be willing to eliminate the Fallen Demons.

"Alright, Ning Fengzhi, leave this matter to me. I will definitely find out the truth and repay Chen Xin for showing mercy earlier." Qian Daoliu solemnly promised that eliminating the corrupted demons was his duty, and now he could achieve two goals at once.

"Thank you, senior." Ning Fengzhi nodded and winked at Lin Yao. Lin Yao understood and took out two huge black crystals from his soul tool. Two figures could be vaguely seen inside the crystals. They were Jin'e and Jiangmo, whose soul power had been sealed by sword energy and then trapped by the dark gold seal.

Lin Yao removed the seal from Jiangmo's body, and the black crystal instantly melted, revealing Jiangmo's figure. She Long quickly stepped forward to help him up, and after checking him over, nodded to Qian Daoliu, indicating that Jiangmo was alright. Lin Yao then released the soul power seal from Jiangmo; with Jiangmo's strength, he would awaken in no time.

"My second condition," Ning Fengzhi said calmly, his gaze fixed on Qian Daoliu.